Soft Against the Old Oak Chair
Style: Flute and pad

[Verse 1]
Somebody stitched this cushion soft for resting weary arms
Now it holds you closer than a thousand lullaby charms
Carved wood remembers every quiet evening spent this way
Rocking gentle rhythms till the last light fades to grey

[Chorus]
Etta, hush now, let the evening settle round your head
Nothing in this whole wide world can touch you in your bed
Etta, close your eyes and drift where soft and slow is best
You are loved beyond all measure, now it's time to rest

[Verse 2]
Wrapped in wool and worn out threads that someone's hands once made
You are safer than a promise, softer than the shade
Every stitch was placed with patience, every seam with care
Just like you are held tonight within this quiet air

[Pre-chorus]
Outside the window darkness gathers soft and low and slow
Breathe it in and let your busy little thoughts just go
Nothing here will wake or worry, nothing here will grow

[Chorus]
Etta, hush now, let the evening settle round your head
Nothing in this whole wide world can touch you in your bed
Etta, close your eyes and drift where soft and slow is best
You are loved beyond all measure, now it's time to rest

[Bridge]
Rest here where the old chair creaks a tune so long and low
Nobody will move you till the morning starts to glow

[Chorus]
Etta, hush now, let the evening settle round your head
Nothing in this whole wide world can touch you in your bed
Etta, close your eyes and drift where soft and slow is best
You are loved beyond all measure, now it's time to rest

[Outro]
Sleep now soft against the seat where all is calm and still
Somebody will be right here, watching over you until

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